Marine’s Thunder God of One Piece

On the top of the high mast of the Kirin, Ron buckled one finger in the wood, doing handstand push-ups. Four chains hung from his limbs, and each end held an iron ball with a diameter of one meter.

Following the movement, the iron ball hit the mast with a "boom, boom!"

Compared with these iron balls, Ron's body seemed so small.

However, he is still firm and strong, time and time again, getting down and then propping up.

This scene alone is enough to shock the soldiers. You must know that those iron balls are pure iron solid iron balls made according to Karp's preferences, and each one weighs several tons!

With four such terrifying iron balls hanging on his body, it was a miracle to be able to walk, not to mention doing handstand push-ups like Ron on the top of the wind-swept mast.

But the fact is not only that, Ron's feet are supported by a thin stone slab, and his hands and feet are handcuffed. Judging from the blue-gray material, these are all Hailou stones!

As a person with fruit ability, under the condition of being restrained by Hailoushi, he carried a weight of nearly 30 tons, and did handstand push-ups on the top of the whistling mast!

If Ron hadn't really done such a thing, if another person told them, the soldiers would just go over and wake them up.

"Monster!"

The passing soldiers raised their heads and asked the patrolling brother, "How many have Lieutenant General Ron done? I remember he started before dawn in the morning?"

"Well... I forgot!"

The soldier who was asked shrugged, suddenly his eyes lit up, he pulled the sundry soldier who was cleaning the deck, and asked, "Hey, Terry, do you know how many Lieutenant General Ron has done?"

"It's still 173... 172 full of 1oooo.

"

The miscellaneous soldier who was caught rolled his eyes and said angrily, "My name is Rhett, not Terry!"

Two soldiers: "..."

At the top of the mast, Ron lost his center of gravity with every blow of the wind. In this process, he needs to adjust his muscles and joints all the time to keep himself in balance.

The dripping sweat has already stained the one-meter-long wood at the top of the mast brown, as if washed by water. Compared with the wood below, this section is much brighter.

"9998...!!"

Ron gritted his teeth, and the sizzle sound from his trembling arms told him that he was on the verge of reaching his limit. It was the sound that his bones and muscles were about to be unable to bear the heavy pressure. Standing on his head for a long time made his capillaries ooze blood, and his face was bright red.

Pushing himself up again, Ron gasped heavily in his chest, took a long time to catch his breath, and then slowly bent his elbows.

"9999...!!"

Click! !

The thumb that was the support point made a light sound, and bent back in a frightening arc until it reached the back of the hand.

"Ah!"

The severe pain failed to break Ron, but he became fierce and pressed down again.

"1oooo!!!"

Fractured bone fragments lodged in the small circle at the top of the mast, and blood flowed from the fingers. With the power generated by the last push, the Ron man jumped back and fell towards the deck.

Several tons of iron balls fell from the sky, and the squeezed air seemed to be solid and menacing. But the soldiers below did not panic. It only takes seven days for a person to form a habit. Anyone who has to experience this kind of scene every day for half a month will get used to it.

Sure enough, at the same time as the iron ball fell, Ron had already pulled out the key from the folds of his belt, and inserted it into the Hailoushi handcuffs on his hands and feet precisely and quickly.

Ding, ding, ding, ding!

The four handcuffs were opened very rhythmically, and the next moment there was a flash of lightning, and the iron ball suddenly stopped in midair.

Boom!

Kneeling down on one knee, Ron shook his hand and controlled the iron ball to fall lightly.

Magnetic force is not the direction of his special research, including opening the electromagnetic barrier is only a necessary extension, and its power is not strong.

But to open the Thunderbolt fruit to the current level, even if it is just incidental strength, it is still easy to lift a few iron balls.

After finishing this, Ron stood up, took the towel and hot water handed to him by the soldiers with respectful faces, and thought secretly.

"Currently, my physique has almost reached its limit, and all that remains is water grinding. Apart from coordination and flexibility, there is no good way to improve strength for the time being."

"Fruit opening is also stuck in a bottleneck, and the experience gained from the battle with the Golden Lion is still close to awakening. The awakening of nature can permanently change the climate, but the fruit's ability is limited by the user's own physical fitness. One is the endless nature. One is limited human strength, isn't that a contradiction?"

"What's the difference?"

Ron frowned.

Fruit awakening was put on the agenda as early as when he was fighting Doflamingo, but no matter how hard he practiced, as his thunder became stronger and stronger, he was farther and farther away from awakening.

"Could it be to awaken the small universe? Isn't this a story?"

Ron laughed at himself, and suddenly noticed that the eyes of the soldiers around him fell on his hands.

The broken thumb healed itself while he was thinking, and the broken bones crawled back along the muscle texture like an upside-down movie, and then they were wrapped together by the muscles.

Faced with this unreasonable scene, the soldier's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost!

"What are you looking at?"

Suddenly, a distant question echoed in the soldier's ears, causing him to subconsciously answer: "I'm looking at God...uh! I'm sorry, Lieutenant General!"

The soldier quickly came to his senses, and stood at attention with an embarrassed expression.

"Okay, don't you have anything to do? Tell everyone to prepare, we will be leaving the windless zone soon."

"Yes!!"

Crash!

The sail was put down, and the navigation team was busy taking out the compass and charts that had not been used for a long time to determine the location of the warship.

The majestic Qilin tore through the sea, rolled up white waves, and sailed into the East China Sea. In an instant, there was an obvious sound of relief on the deck.

The windless belt has no seasons like the great route, but the great route still has four seasons of islands: spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the windless belt is only hot.

Leaving the windless belt, the soldiers felt a refreshing coolness in the face of the warm summer wind blowing from the sea.

"Where is the nearest naval base to us?"

Ron came to the cabin where the navigator was, and the flying squirrel had already arrived. Looking at the layout map of the East China Sea covered with thumbnails on the table, Ron knew that the flying squirrel had already made plans.

"I originally wanted to start from branch 173 and go around in a circle just to end in Rogge Town."

The flying squirrel raised its head full of helplessness, and the bald scoops on both sides of the mohawk-shaped purple potato were very dazzling in the brightly lit command room: "As a result, there is no direction in the windless belt. It is the 153 branch of the East China Sea."

"Then go there!"

Ron glanced at the chart, the difference between 153 and 173 is a bit far, and it would be foolish to go back by detour. Fortunately, 153 is on the established route, and you can still reach Rogge Town by going around it.

"If it doesn't work, there is only a team. You take some people to 173, and I will wait for you in front."

"no!"

Before the words were finished, the flying squirrel decisively rejected the proposal.

But the Warring States period explained that he must look at Ron.

Although the East China Sea is the weakest sea in the eyes of pirates, it is a symbol of peace in the eyes of the navy. If Ron makes a big fuss here, the flying squirrel will go back and face Garp and Sengoku facelessly.

Ron rolled his eyes at this.

"Defending me is the same as guarding against thieves, is it necessary?!"

The flying squirrel didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Ron: "..."

Gan!

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